William Awakens

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Keywords: Pre-Timeline (1880). Angelus/Drusilla smut, William/Drusilla smut, allusions to previous William/Angelus slash/smut... Did I mention smut? ;-)

Summary: Third in the series. William finally arises and meets Drusilla. Darla/Angelus then get bored while waiting for W/D to get ready for their nightly hunt.

Author's Notes: This fic is a continuation of what I never intended to become a series, but it ran away from me. The first fic was Turning William, it is also rated NC-17 for M/M smut/slash (Angelus/William).

Short summary though: Darla got ticked off about the appearance of a new childe. Angelus found a way to make it up to her. I think you can guess how. ;-)

Dedications: To Dru, for being the best feedbacker an author could have; for inspiring me to write an Angelus/William fic; for giving me tons of enjoyable stories to read; for letting me bounce ideas off her while I was writing these stories, then beta'ing them and telling me to post them! Oh and for the help with the titles! Geez, you're just too good to me. ;-)

Angelus awakened as his hunger presented itself. Darla was still sound asleep, lying on top of him. He was still inside her, they had worn each other out after their lovemaking. He smiled down at her, pressing a kiss to her forehead. He then rolled them over gently onto their sides, as he withdrew from her body reluctantly.

She pouted and he chuckled, she’d given away that she was awake. "Good evening, Love," he said as she opened her eyes. "About time to go out for the night, don’t you think?"

"Mmmmmm," She rolled onto her back and stretched and smiled over at him. "I agree. London tires me though, Darling. Let’s go back to Paris?"

He leaned over to kiss her, his hands cradling her face. He pulled away with a smile, "I’ll go anywhere with you you wish. Any city’s as good as another, if I’m with you."

Angelus looked at her for a moment, before saying, sincerely, "I meant every word, Darla." He smiled at her look of surprise and kissed her again, before getting up from the bed. "I’ll wash up and go check on my childer. We’ll wait for you downstairs?" She nodded, and he left.

Darla watched him go, still surprised. He usually was much less forthcoming with his feelings. Therefore, he always caught her off-guard on the rare occasions he felt it necessary to reveal how he felt about her. She hoped now that she hadn’t hurt his feelings by laughing off his sincere moment.

She heard him washing up and she rose from the bed, moving to the closet to find a dress to wear. As he returned to their bedroom, completely nude, she eyed him appreciatively, licking her lips. He grinned at her as he walked by to the closet. "You’d best stop looking at me like that, Love. Unless you want me to throw you on that bed and ravish you," he added, raising one eyebrow.

Darla turned away reluctantly, saying, "Hold that thought for later, Angelus. We both need to feed. Replenish our energy." She smiled over at him before walking to the other room.

Angelus changed into a simple black suit, the jacket having long coat-tails, and pulled his long mane into a pony tail. He then went out of the room, walking down the hall to Drusilla’s bedroom. He opened the door, and couldn’t help smiling at what he saw before him.

Dru had curled up on the bed in her nightgown next to the sleeping William, her head on his chest, one arm curled around his waist. Angelus chuckled. Drusilla at least would apparently not be jealous of William. With her simple mind, he was quite sure she was unable to understand the need to be jealous, anyway.

Drusilla rose from bed, gracefully, walking over to Angelus. She pouted at him, "I didn’t get a goodnight kiss. But I was so good, I didn’t bother William, Daddy. I’m a good girl." She looked up at him coyly.

Angelus growled in surprise when she reached out a hand to stroke him through his pants. He grabbed her by the hips and pulled her forcefully against him, capturing her lips in a bruising kiss. Even if she was completely batty, she was a breathtaking beauty. Always so eager to please him, too. He pulled away,

She grinned widely and did as he ordered. She dropped to her knees and unfastened his pants, then pulled them off his hips. She looked at him questioningly and he nodded, winding his fingers in her hair and nudging her toward his erect penis. Drusilla didn’t need any further encouragement, she grinned then pulled his penis into her mouth.

Angelus groaned as she began bobbing her head up and down, pulling him farther into her mouth. Her hands moved to his balls, fondling them gently and Angelus hissed with pleasure. "Dru...." *I definitely taught her well, even if I broke her in the process* Angelus thought as he looked down at her.

"DRU" he growled as she grazed her teeth along his cock. He tightened his hands in her hair warningly, but she just looked at him innocently.

He moaned again when she swiftly deep-throated him, humming and working her throat muscles around his cock. Angelus came with a shout, spurting his cold seed into her mouth. Drusilla swallowed it all, sucking him until he was spent. She then let his penis slide from her mouth, then sat back on her heels and smiled up at him.

"Okay, Dru," Angelus said as he caught his breath, "I agree, you’re a good girl." He chuckled as she smiled happily then ran off. Hopefully to wash and change, as he’d asked her earlier. He pulled his pants back on, then walked over to the side of the bed.

He smiled down at William, "Enjoy the show, Boy?" he asked with a grin. He knew William was awake, had been awake for some time. Angelus had caught the scent of the young vampire's arousal as Drusilla was sucking him off.

William froze, *Caught.* He hoped the other man wasn’t upset he’d tried to feign sleep. What had he been supposed to say, "Um, hello, I'm awake, you know"? He *had* enjoyed the sight of the girl pleasuring Angelus. So much so that he had grown so hard he could barely stand it. He’d wished he could do something about it; but again, he hadn’t wanted to alert the two that he was watching the whole thing.

He opened his eyes hesitantly now, relieved when he saw no anger in Angelus’ facial expression. "I didn’t mean to eavesdrop," he said quietly.

Angelus laughed, "If I’d not wanted you to watch, I would have stopped her," he said with a shrug. "But I quite enjoyed knowing you were watching and enjoying what you saw." He chose to change the subject then, "How do you feel, Childe?"

William was silent a moment, considering the question. He sat up, but kept the sheet over his lap. He felt shy being nude in front of the other man, which was odd considering all they’d done the previous evening.

"Strange," he answered with a frown. "I can hear everything. I can smell so many things, but I’m not sure what they are. And I feel like I need... something."

Angelus smiled. "Your senses are heightened, you'll get used to it though as you learn what it is you’re sensing. And I’m quite sure I know what the need is, Will. You need to feed."

"Feed?" William asked, curiously. "You mean...blood?" He made a face, remembering he hadn’t really enjoyed drinking Angelus’ blood the night before.

Angelus chuckled, "Yes, Will. You’re one of us, now. All you really need in order to survive is blood. Don’t worry, though. You will discover you have a definite taste for the stuff now. Come on. We’re going hunting." He held out his hand to William.

Angelus raised his eyebrow, but dropped his hand. "Let me explain a few things to you, Will. I made you; that makes me your sire. That word entails so many things, but the easiest explanation is that I *own* you. Since that is the case, you will respect and obey me always. If I tell you to do something, you would do well to obey me without hesitation or argument. You would also do well never to question or defy me. If you do those things, you will be punished. And trust me, you don’t want to learn about my methods of discipline. Don't take my word for that, however, just ask Drusilla."

"Daddy makes me scream," she replied, looking at William with a grin. "He has chains, whips, knives and so many other toys. There’s always so much blood. Miss Edith doesn’t like to watch, but Grand-mummy does."

William stared at her in shock. He looked back at Angelus questioningly, feeling a chill when he saw the unmistakeable cruelty in the vampire’s eyes. *Why didn’t I notice it before?* he wondered.

Angelus smiled when he smelled the young vampire’s fear. "Just make sure you do what I say and you’ll never need worry about my temper," he said. He held out his hand again, smiling wider when Will took his hand quickly.

Will got to his feet self-consciously. His erection was no longer a problem, that had disappeared at the prospect of being chained up and tortured. He still felt awkward, however, standing nude in front of his... sire. He looked up into the other man’s eyes hesitantly, relaxing when Angelus simply smiled at him.

"I brought your clothes from last night in, you can wear them for now," Angelus said. "We’ll get you some new ones later. Drusilla will show you where the bathtub is. Wash and get dressed. We need to hurry, we’ve kept *my* sire waiting long enough as it is."

"That’s right, my lad," Angelus replied with a nod. "Her name’s Darla. She’s a direct childe of the Master, the strongest vampire on this earth. She’s my sire, and as such she gets the utmost respect from you, is that clear?"

Darla had taken a long bath, knowing there was no rush. She heard Angelus’ shout, and knew he was probably getting Drusilla to suck him off once or twice. She wasn’t surprised, her boy was so predictable. She was glad at times that Drusilla was with them. When Angelus’ sexual appetite was too much for her, she could always send him to Drusilla for release.

She realized that if the boy William were awake, she might end up waiting for them, rather than the other way around. She hoped he wouldn’t prove to be as much of a discipline problem as Penn had been. She wanted this for Angelus’ sake more than her own. She knew he had been taken by William’s beauty, and couldn’t really blame him. He was a fine-looking young man. But Darla knew this would only lead to trouble if William proved to be another bad choice as a childe. Despite Angelus’ claims to the contrary, she knew he’d not let her destroy the younger vampire willingly. She sighed, tiredly. Things had been so much easier when it was just the two of them.

She finally got out of the tub, then dried off. She took her time brushing her hair, then changed into a white dress with flowing skirts. *Not conducive to hunting, but necessary to melt into the crowds* she thought with a sigh. She pulled her hair up and walked downstairs.

She found Angelus sitting by the fireplace, as she walked downstairs. She noticed that neither of his childer were present. She hoped they hurried, the bloodlust was becoming overwhelming.

He growled and pulled her head down for a kiss, then trailed light kisses over to her ear, to suck on her earlobe. Darla moaned, thinking it was quite unfair how he knew her body so well. She pulled away and looked into his eyes, which were tinged with gold. "Angelus," she said, running her hands over his chest under the suit-coat, "There’s a reason you’re my only childe. I’ve never regretted leaving the Master’s court to be with you." His eyes brightened at that, and Darla was glad she’d said it. She smiled at him, then laid her head against his chest as they waited for the other two vampires.

Dru frowned back, "She’s my friend! She tells me all sorts of things. Sometimes those things make Daddy very happy. She always warns us when there’s danger. Or when the moon is howling," she added. To William’s complete bewilderment, she then started dancing with an imaginary partner, alternately giggling and humming.

*She’s gone over the bend* William finally realized. *Hope she was like that before Angelus, and not after. Nah, there’s no way she’d ever do anything to make him angry enough to hurt her so badly her mind snapped. I hope.* He sighed, and picked up his clothes, which were neatly folded on the bedside table.

She stopped short and turned to face him. "My little sister made the most delicious cookies. I ate them up, then I ate *her*." she said with a giggle.

"Uh...okay...." William blinked a few times, trying to remember what he’d been meaning to say to her. She’d definitely take some getting used to. It was a shame her mind was so gone, she was about the loveliest girl he’d ever laid eyes on. Her dark hair contrasted her pale white skin perfectly. She had a figure most women would kill for, a tiny waist he thought he could fit both hands around easily. Her dark blue dress was low-cut in front, so he got a good view of her full, perfect breasts. He groaned as he found himself growing hard again. He wondered if the undead could blush; if they could, he surely was now.

Drusilla noticed his erection and smiled. "Daddy said to show you where the bathtub was. Can I bathe you? I can make you happy, Daddy’s taught me how." She walked up to him and William gasped in surprise as she trailed one finger up the underside of his erection.

He wondered for a moment if Angelus would disapprove of himself and Drusilla getting further acquainted. He wasn’t sure what the "rules" were. Were they allowed to have sex-- "Oh God," he moaned, as all intelligent thought process was thrown out the window when Dru closed her hand around his member, stroking him gently. *Angelus who?* he decided, as he grabbed her head and kissed her forcefully.

Drusilla moaned happily and granted his tongue entrance into her mouth. She stroked him harder as he explored every inch of her mouth with his tongue. She pulled away then, grinning at his frown of disappointment. "We need to hurry or Daddy will be mad. Come William, let me bathe you."

Drusilla smiled, "I warmed it up before I got dressed. Hurry, the moon is getting impatient. She wants to see us all fill the night with blood." She gestured impatiently to the tub. William shook his head, stilltrying to separate the insanity from the lucidity.

He did as she asked though, stepping into the tub and sinking down into the warm water with a contented sigh. He leaned against the wall of the tub and closed his eyes. They flew open with a startled gasp as he felt cool fingers encircling his erection. He met Drusilla’s eyes and she smiled at him. "Just relax," she said, "I’ll take good care of you, William."

He smiled and relaxed against the tub, never one to look a gift-horse in the mouth... so to speak. He gripped the sides of the tub with both hands as Drusilla bagan to stroke him firmly. He moaned, "Oh, hell, you’re good."

Drusilla giggled, leaning over to kiss him. She stroked his cock faster, tightening her grip slightly, and he moaned and threw his head back, gasping for breath. Soon he felt his climax approaching, and he pulled her to him, kissing her. She swallowed his cry of pleasure as he climaxed, then sat back on her heels, watching him until he’d come down from it.

She grabbed the bar of soap and washed him quickly, as he laid there watching her intently. "Do you like me, William?" she asked, looking at him.

"Are you kidding me?" Will replied earnestly. "You’re incredible, Drusilla. You’re more beautiful than any other woman I’ve ever seen. I don’t think any man could look at you and not fall in love with you."

"Hold up a minute," William said and grabbed her hand. She looked back at him and he said, "You don’t believe me, do ya? I meant it, Drusilla. There’s no way any bloke could help but fall totally and hopelessly in love with you."

Drusilla shook her head and he was surprised to see tears in her eyes. "Don’t say that. I’m *not*... I'm not any of those things. I’m bad." She ended in a whisper. She then she pulled her hand from his grasp and ran out, leaving him staring after her.

"What the hell was that about?" William wondered as he got dressed quickly. "Not loveable, my ass. Who would’ve put that idea in her mind..."

"No," William pushed that idea from his mind. "I can’t jump to conclusions. She was probably this bent when he made her a vampire." He nodded resolutely, and walked out of the room down the hall.

He thought as he descended the stairs that meeting Drusilla and Angelus in that dark alley was most likely the best thing that had ever happened to him, if the last couple of nights were any indication.

Angelus and Darla had grown tired of waiting for Drusilla and William. They became extremely bored, and when they were bored, they usually solved the problem with sex. This night was no different. Angelus’ hands were busy, one under Darla’s skirts, fingers tracing light circles along the sensitive skin of her inner thigh. The other hand was alternately kneading one then the other of her breasts. Darla had slipped a hand into his pants, stroking him to hardness, while the other unbuttoned his shirt just enough to slip her hand inside and tease his nipples. They swallowed each other’s moans of pleasure with hungry kisses.

"And I need you, My Love," she smiled. "But now is not the right time. If we start this, it’s very likely we will be interrupted at the most inopportune moment by one or both of the childer. So let’s wait until we have all the time we need."

Angelus frowned but nodded, moving his hands away from her tempting body. To keep the element of temptation farther away, Darla arose from her childe’s lap and wandered around the room.

"We can leave in twenty-four hours, Love. I only have to give the order ot the minions, and they’ll get everything prepared for us."

She smiled. "You’re too good to me." She turned to look at him, her eyes trailing downward to his groin, where his pants were tented, making the fact of his erection very obvious. She licked her lips unconsciously, and Angelus groaned.

"DRUSILLA! WILLIAM! DOWN HERE, NOW!" he yelled. They had to get outside soon, and on the hunt. Otherwise, he was likely to throw Darla down on the floor right there and then, and bury himself inside her. Audience be damned. He groaned again at the mental images evoked by that thought.

Angelus’ face darkened and a growl escaped him at the mention of the name. Drusilla skittered away frightened, obviously hoping not to be punished for her mistake. Darla walked over to Angelus' side, wrapping her arms around him soothingly. He smiled down at her, knowing exactly what she was doing. He was constantly amazed that just a touch from her could have such a calming effect on him.

They looked up as William walked downstairs. "I'm sorry we kept you waiting," he said with a grin. "Dru..." he trailed off, still unsure if they’d get in trouble for their earlier activities.

Angelus smiled at him. "Drusilla is not able to keep things from me, Will. Don’t worry," he added, as he sensed the younger vampire’s nervousness. "I don’t care who you or Drusilla choose to have sexual encounters with, as long as you remain loyal to me and my sire."

William sighed with relief. "I can manage that," he said nodding. He looked into Angelus’ eyes, and knew that he wouldn’t have any problem keeping his word. There was something about Angelus that made William want to do anything to make him happy. And having Drusilla around, that was just an added incentive, William decided.

"Good," Angelus smiled at Will. "Come on then, let’s go hunting." He and Darla walked outside arm in arm, Drusilla and Will followed. Will grabbed Dru’s hand as they walked, and she gave him a dazzling smile that made him swear his heart actually beat once.